Doomsday: I Obtained A Fallen Angel Pet At The Start Of The Game Chapter 195
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Beep! Beep! Beep!
"Warning! Danger detected. Please take protective measures!"
For a moment, the cabin was filled with sounds of warnings.
For a moment, the original seats in the cabin had become a three-section safety structure.
It was simple, fast, and convenient. They looked at the seats in front of them, and one by one, they got into the seats, leaving only Delia, who was standing outside.
Because of her slightly protruding lower abdomen, it wasn't suitable for her to get into the safety seats.
Looking at Delia, who was standing still, Stark said, "Scorpion, immediately reconstruct the structure!"
Looking at the airwaves visible to the meatball in front of him, Stark immediately said, "Immediately activate the defense system and run the defense net at full power!"
Looking at the strong wind that was blowing in front of them, a blue membrane immediately appeared.
The moment the blue defensive shield was attacked, there was a notification.
"The defensive shield has lost 85% of its energy. It is replenishing..."
Stark was shocked when he heard Scorpion's report.
He was secretly glad. "Fortunately, the full power was activated or it would have been gone!"
At this moment, the sky suddenly turned dark.
The cabin was also dark. He saw that the cabin suddenly turned dark.
Stark looked out of the window at the sky that was covered by huge waves.
Stark immediately activated the Sirius Star and flew into the sky.
Stark looked at the huge waves behind him.
He was also very surprised that this meteorite was only the size of a football field.
The tsunami was nearly 100 meters!
"Scorpion! Drive 32 times the speed of sound! Push forward at full speed!"
In an instant, he felt a push on his back.
At this moment, Stark's vision became a little blurry!
This made him feel very nervous. He did not know if he could escape at his current speed!
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The huge wave behind him was also tightly following the tail of the plane.
They were just one step away from swallowing the plane into the sea!
At this moment, the huge waves behind the plane seemed to have accelerated.
They suddenly wrapped around the tail of the plane.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
"Warning! Warning! The tail of the plane is damaged. Recommend to turn on intelligent operation."
Stark felt nervous as he stared at the damaged plane in front of him.
"Scorpion, what do you think our chances of escaping are?"
"Less than fifty percent. I suggest you turn on the secondary engine and turn on the full power operation! However, this may cause a certain probability of damage to the secondary engine."
"But this is the only way for you to escape!"
Stark looked at the huge wave behind him. He felt determined, and he said, "Turn on the full power operation of the secondary engine!"
Boom!
The six engines on the wings also spewed flames.
"All engines are operating at full power! Your chance of escaping is at seventy-five percent!"
Looking at the data in front of him, Stark heaved a sigh of relief.
If there were no accidents or if the waves behind them suddenly became stronger, they could escape.
Just as Stark was rejoicing, he said, "Check the warehouse."
"Beep Beep! No warehouse detected. Please confirm if the cables are loose or falling."
Seeing that his warehouse was not there, Stark immediately ordered people to check the warehouse.
He looked at Bassam behind him and said, "You take a few people and go to the back to check the warehouse!"
"Yes, Captain!" replied Bassam, Harson, and John as they stood up.
Putting on their armor, the three of them went to the location of the warehouse.
Inside the warehouse, the bald man held the plug of the warehouse cable and said, "Boss didn't take us with him, and he even ran away by himself."
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"I can't take this lying down!"
As he said that, he reached out his hand to touch the cable of the engine and shouted, "Boss, don't touch that cable!"
But they had already said that it was too late, and the bald man still touched the cable without any protection.
Zap!
A burst of electric current passed through them, and they disappeared from where they stood.
It turned into a gust of dust and fell on the floor.
Seeing their trusted boss turn into dust, the two underlings also stood there trembling.
They looked at the bald man turning into ashes. They were not sure what to do.
At this time, Harson, who was wearing his battle armor, heard the noise and came to the engine room.
Ta! Ta! Ta!
The two underlings heard the sound of Harson's battle boots landing on the ground.
Their bodies were trembling as they hid.
Looking at the power supply room in front, he suddenly noticed that the door of the power supply room was open!
What could it mean? It could only mean that someone had entered the power supply room!
"Switch to alert mode!"
As he switched to alert mode, the blue light turned into a yellow light.
Seeing that Harson's armor had turned into a yellow light, one of the underlings walked out and looked at Harson in front of him.
The moment he walked out, Harson saw him through his armor.
He knew that it was impossible for only one of them to ask, "Where's your partner?"
Hearing the voice Harson made through his armor, the underling pointed at the pile of ashes on the ground.
Then, he pointed at the shadow behind him.
Seeing that his partner in front of him had betrayed him, he did not resist.
After all, people were born for their own survival.
In order to survive, it could be said that there was no end to it, even if it was the darkest means!
In the cockpit, Stark looked at the waves behind the warplane, as well as the unconnected warehouse on the screen in front of him.
He was very worried. He picked up the pager and asked, "Bassam, how are you guys?"
"Did you find anything?"
When Bassam heard Stark's question from the cockpit, he replied, "Reporting, captain! I haven't found anything on my side."
"Reporting, Captain! I haven't found anything on my side either."
"Reporting, Captain! I found two people acting strangely in the power supply room!" replied Harson.
"Quickly send the two of them over. I have something to try!"
It was also when he heard that Stark wanted him to send the two of them back together that he immediately replied, "Yes! Captain!"
Hearing that the captain in front of him wanted to send him to carry out the experiment, his heart instantly became fearful.
It was bad being reduced to an experimental subject's fate, and even if it was already a perfect, high-tech product, it still had a slight flaw.
Looking at Hassan in the warframe, his body trembled.
At this moment, Captain Bassam's voice was heard. "Hurry up and act. The captain doesn't like to delay!"
Hearing the captain's order, he immediately replied, "Yes! Captain! Immediately capture him!"
After saying that, he took out his weapon and looked at the two people who were standing in the same spot.
He adjusted his weapon to shock the gun muzzle that was originally flashing with blue light.
Zizi!
As the mode changed, it also produced the sound of electric current.
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